COMPLICATED LOVE

a/N: Hey everyone! I'm back. I know, it's been a week, but whenever I upload a fic, the internet access is TOO SLOW! And I got grounded for getting a low grade in MATH AND SCIENCE! Really! I could only use my laptop until 8 in the evening and only for homework, but whenever no one's looking, I read some of your fics. But if someone's looking, I write, pretendng to be writing for school. I know. I'm a bad girl. And I write slow! The internet is slow! So I always ran out of time! Sorry!

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Disclaimer: Do you even have to memorize it? I do not own iCarly.

CHAPTER 25: Kissing the wrong girl

Sam woke up, early in the morning, waking up with the craziest dream EVER! She hopped out of the bed and slowly walked up to her mirror and fixed her face. She looked around and saw that her room was a mess. Well, it is always a mess. Then she saw her dress, that she was suppose to wear for the dance.

She bent down and picked it up. It was wrinkled, and kinda wet. She looked at her shoes. It's muddy.

'Wow. How could my dress and my shoes be ruined? Now I don't have anything to wear for the dance tonight.' She thought. She sighed and stood up and walked downstairs to have some breakfast.

She saw her mom and Rene eating.

'Rene's here really often. Oh well, he's going to marry mom anyway.' She thought.

"Good morning Sam!" her mom greeted as soon as she saw her daughter. Rene looked up and gave her a greeting look while taking a sip from his coffee. She smiled in response.

"Mom, I have the CRAZIEST dream EVER!" Sam exclaimed.

"Okay, you could tell us your crazy dream later." Her mom said, waving her arms in the air, when she said craziest. "You have to eat breakfast quickly if you want to visit your friend." Sam looked at her mom in confusion.

"What friend? What visit?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at her mom.

"Sweetie, you know, Freddie?" she answered in a 'duh' tone.

"What about Freddie?" she asked.

"Freddie? He's in the hospital." Sam's eyes widened.

"What! What happened?"

"Sam? A—" her mom feel her neck and her forehead, if she has a fever or what. "A—Are you sick?" she said in a worried voice.

"I'm fine mom." Sam said, her voice getting louder, as she move her mother's hands away from her. "Answer me, what happened to Freddie?"

"Sweetie, don't you know?"

"Wha... What?"

"Your friend got hit last night, remember?"

"Bu-But that was only i-in my dream!" she cried. Her mom gave her a more worried look and shook her head.

"No honey."

"You're kidding, right?" she tried to laugh a little. Her mom shook her head again. Sam's smile died down. She was about to cry, but her mom prevented it by hugging her and comforting her.

"Honey, it's okay. His mom called a while ago, and said that he was already awake, and he's doing fine now." Sam looked up and smiled.

"Really?" she asked excitedly. Her mom nodded with a smile. Sam's smile grew to a grin. "I have to go!" she said running to the stairs but her mom pulled her arm.

"No no no no no!" she said. Sam gave her a 'but why?' look. She loosened grip to Sam. "You have to eat your breakfast first. Remember it's the mo—"

"Yeah, yeah. I know. The most important meal of the day. Blah, blah, blah. Yada, yada, yada." Sam said lazily as she took a seat. She ate her breakfast quickly and ran to her bathroom to take a shower. After some time, she's ready to go.

"You ready?" Rene asked when he saw Sam coming down the stairs. Sam smiled and nodded.

"Yeah."

"Then, let's go." Rene stood up and walked through the front door.

"Is mom coming with us?"

"Nah. She has morning sickness, and her head is aching, so she said that she'll take a rest for a while."

"Oh, okay. Let me just say good bye to her."

"No need. She told me to not to disturb her."

"Okay then, let's go!" They went out and drove to the hospital. As they were half way there, there was a huge traffic in the high-way. Sam groaned loudly. "Ugh! This is going to take forever!"

"Sam, just be patient. We'll get there."

"When? In the next 5 years?"

"Sam." Rene gave her a glare. And that creep Sam out. It's not scary, it's just weird.

"Okay, okay. Fine." After few minutes, the traffic had drown away. Sam sighed in relief. Then, she felt a buzz from her pocket. She has a message, from Carly.

Hey Sam,

I'm already here at the hospital. Freddie's awake. When are you coming?

-Carly xoxo

Sam groaned.

'Carly got there before me! I'm supposed to be the first person that Freddie should see when he wake up, well, except for his mom.' Sam thought.

Hey Carls,

I'll be there in a minute. Traffic's going on, so, I would be a little late.

-Sam x

Sam pressed the send button and leaned on her seat. Then, Carly texted her, okay. After a while, they reached the hospital.

"Finally!" she cried when they walked through the front entrance of the hospital. They walked on the reception area and approached the nurse. "Miss, where could I find Freddie Benson's room?" Sam asked. The nurse searched for Freddie's name on her clip board, then she looked up to them.

"Let's see... Fredward Benson?" Sam nodded. "He's in the room 9-27, 8th floor. You could use the elevator over there." She gestured her hand towards the elevator on their right. "Then turn left." She added.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome." The nurse smiled and they walked away. They walked in the elevator and pressed the 8 button. Soon, they reached the 8th floor. They turned left, just as the nurse told them. Then they saw the room 9-27. Rene suggested that he'll stay outside. Sam agreed. She knocked twice, but it was so light that even she, herself can't hear it. She peeked on the window attached at the door. It was kinda blurry but you could still see right through it. She leaned in closer to see and hear clearly.

Her eyes widened on what she saw.

She just stand there, eyes wide opened, mouth dropped.

oO SedDie Oo

During those chiz are happening...

Carly woke up early in the morning to visit Freddie. It was all her fault why he's back in that hospital. She didn't even ate her breakfast, instead, she quickly took a shower and took a ride with Spencer headed to the hospital.

They took a different route 'cause Spencer knows that there's usually a traffic on the usual route by that time.

They asked for Freddie's room, then headed straight to it when they learned where it is.

Carly knocked three times on the door. Few seconds later, Mrs. Benson opened it.

"Hi Mrs. Benson!" Carly greeted with a smile. She looked over Mrs. Benson's shoulder and saw Freddie awake and smiled at her and Spencer.

"What are you doing here?" Mrs. Benson asked in a harsh tone.

"Uh... we-we're just here to visit Freddie, and to say sorry."

"Yeah, sorry." Mrs. Benson mocked. "Sorry that my son is back here in the hospital, AGAIN, because of YOU! AGAIN!" Mrs. Benson yelled at Carly's face. Carly winced because of the loudness of her voice.

"Mrs. Benson, I'm really so—" Carly started but was interrupted by a nurse approaching them.

"Excuse me. Would you please keep it down. It's really prohibited here in the hospital to yell." The nurse informed them sweetly.

"I'm sorry. I promise to keep it down." Mrs. Benson said sweetly. The nurse smiled and nodded then walked away. Mrs. Benson turned her attention back to Carly. "And you, get out of here before I call the security."

"But Mrs. Benson I—"

"No. Get out!"

"Mom, let them in." Freddie ordered from inside. They both looked over Mrs. Benson's shoulder. Then Mrs. Benson turned back again to Carly.

"Fine!" She let them in, and so is Spencer,

"How are you doing Freddie?" Carly asked.

"I'm good. I received less damage compared to the first accident since I only got hit by a car, and in the first one, I got hit by a truck." Freddie tried to laugh.

"That's good. I guess—" Carly said.

"No. It's not good." Mrs. Benson butted in.

"Mom!" Freddie scolded. Mrs. Benson rolled her eyes.

"Look, I'm really, really, REALLY sorry. This is all my fault." Carly cried.

"No Carly, it isn't—" Freddie said.

"Yes it is!" Mrs. Benson butted in again.

"Mom please!"

"Mrs. Benson, co-could you could I please talk to Freddie, alone?"

"No."

"Mom!" Freddie yelled.

"No! 'Cause the last time I left you two alone, I found that sassy pants over there kissing my baby! And I did not like it."

"Mom, she's not going to do anything like that."

"Still no."

"Just for a couple minutes." Carly pleaded.

"Fine! 2 minutes. I'm counting!" Mrs. Benson left and so is Spencer. That left Carly and Freddie.

"Look Freddie. I know that I already said this, but I'll say it again. I'm really, really sorry. I know that you're saying that it's not my fault, but even if twist everything out, the fault would still be mine."

"Carly—"

"Freddie, I cost all of this! And I cost the other one too! I'm a really bad friend to you. I should love and care for my friend, not let them hit by a car or a truck or any kind of vehicle!"

"Carly—"

"If I've been just be MORE careful. I should have learned my lesson by the first time! But no, I just have to have to ran after you and stop caring about the things around me. Like a car approaching! I'm so stupid!"

"Carly—"

"And why did you ran away, anyway? Gosh, I should have just—"

"Carly, please, shut up for a moment!" Freddie yelled.

"Sorry."

"Now. I know that you still think that it's all your fault, but for me it wasn't. Fine, believe what you want to believe, but I forgive you anyways. And you're a really good friend to me. Maybe not just a friend, just too good to be a friend."

"A best friend?" Carly smiled.

"Yeah. But maybe more than that." Freddie smiled, while Carly's smile grew wider and walked closer to Freddie.

"You think so?" Freddie nodded. Carly gently placed a hand over his. Freddie looked down at their hands awkwardly.

"Yeah. You're a sis—" Freddie was cut off by Carly. He then realized that she was kissing him. Freddie's eyes widened in shock. He didn't kiss back. He can't break the kiss since he was lying down so he can't pull away.

'Oh my gosh, Carly's kissing me!' he screamed through his thoughts. 'I was going to say that she's like my sister! Not the way she thinks that I think!'

He turned his head to the right, facing the door, but she's still kissing him.

He saw something behind the window. He can't really see it clearly, but he's sure that's it's a person. With blonde curls.

'Oh my gosh, Sam!' he screamed through his thoughts again. 'I have to get out of here!'

He saw the figure shook her head then ran away.

'too late.'

Then he saw another figure. An old woman, with brunette hair, but she wasn't looking through the window. She seems to have calling someone. Maybe Sam.

Freddie snapped to the reality. Carly's still kissing him. Then she pulled away.

'Finally!' he thought.

"Carly, I—"

"Why aren't you kissing back?" she yelled.

"No, Carly. You see, I—" he was interrupted again 'cause Carly's kissing him again.

'No! Get away from me!' he yelled on his thoughts. He tried to speak through the kiss but he can't. He tried to break away but failed. Then he heard the door opened. Carly quickly pulled away.

"Get out of here!" Mrs. Benson yelled.

"Mrs. Benson, I—" Carly tried to explain.

"Get out and NEVER come back again! I forbid you to see my son!" she yelled. Carly flinched and broke down into tears. "I don't need your tears missy, get out!" Carly ran out with her hands covering her face. When she was finally out, Mrs. Benson slammed the door close.

This is going to be a long talk.

a/N: That's all folks! Too short, I know.

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